Daddy's
Girl
Disclaimers: I don't own them. So don't hurt me.
Warnings: Uh…slash and humor. I guess.
Told from Harry's daughter's POV who is about 7, 6 years old. So yeah, its going to be a tad big weird.
Ok peoples, thankies for the reviews. So here's part 3 and it's finally what you've all been dying and asking for. Well, I hope no one has died yet. I don't want that on my conscious.
One more thing, not ALL of the people where sent to St. Mungo's. About less than half. ¬¬ Right…. I can already see the disbelieving looks already. .! Oi….
Part 3 – 20 Questions, or more.
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It was really late when daddy finally came for me. While I think it was late. I was too tired to notice. I fell asleep in Grandpa Bumble's office when I felt someone picked me up. I knew at once it was my daddy. He's the only one who holds me like this. It's a warm and comfy feeling when my daddy picks me up and it's only him who is able to give me that feeling.
"How was she today?"
"Very well behaved. She actually got Severus to take her to the park out near Hogsmeade."
"So this is the famous Kayla Potter?"
Who was that? That wasn't daddy or Grandpa Bumble.
"Daddy?"
"Sh, its ok Kayla where going home now."
I always loved daddy's voice. He always talked in a quiet soothing way. Aunt 'Mione told me that was probably because he grew up in a cupboard for the first 10 years of his life and was always forced to be quiet. Meaning he'd have to talk in a quiet voice. Though, I don't know why daddy would want to grow up under the cupboard. I asked daddy this but he quickly changed the subject. Saying he'll tell me when I get older. Meaning, I will never find out. Or until I get to Hogwarts. Its always one of the two answers.
Soon, I start to fall back asleep. Daddy carrying me with my head on his shoulders. Opening my eyes I could see the faint outline of Darwin walking behind us, though not to far behind. I heard daddy softly talking to someone else. Though I was to tired to care at the moment. I just wanted sleep. So sleep I did.
When most kids meet their parents date it usually right before they leave to go out somewhere. The person would give you a cheeky fake smile and talk to you like you were dumb. That's how I was mostly expecting to meet my daddy's new date. Not early on a Sunday morning in your kitchen drinking coffee.
I walked into the kitchen, still dressed in my blue pj's that had stars and moons of them. While I clutched my favorite teddy bear, Baloo, in my hand. Brutus was the only one awake so he came down with me. That's when I saw him.
He was just sitting there! On one of the chairs for the small kitchen table by the window. Just sitting there, sipping his coffee. I didn't see any signs of daddy so I'm guessing he made the coffee himself. Since once daddy is awake (though its very hard to get him awake) he's usually up for the day. Maybe he was out in the barn. Not this early on Sunday morning. So the guy earned himself a brownie point for being able to find his way around the kitchen on his won. So far he was doing good but that's how the all start out.
Ok, I had to admit, he's pretty looking. I can totally see some of the girls in my class going heads over hills about him. Even though where supposedly to young to think about boys. In that 'way'. He was tall, with pretty blonde hair. How did he get in here without any of the dogs noticing. He didn't spend the night did he?
Brutus barked at the stranger with his little yip yap bark. The man turned and looked at us. He had very light blue eyes. Almost grayish blue. I was kind of surprised not to see the shock look in his eyes. Usually they all had that look when they meet me. Like I said before, grown-ups are weird.
Then he smiled.
"So you must be Kayla. I've heard a lot about you."
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I'm sure you did buddy.
"Brutus, that's not nice." I said as I placed Baloo on the table, picking up the smallest of my dogs.
"So Brutus is his name huh? Funny name for such a little dog."
Ok, he just lost his brownie point. No one says my dogs are funny.
"Yeah, well I would've named him Darwin, but it was already taken."
I think I sounded a bit too much like the spoiled child I was said to be. But this guy didn't seemed affected by it. Whenever I say something in that way, I always see a flash of annoyance their eyes.
"Oh really. By who?"
I looked and saw Darwin walking in the kitchen, stopping to stretch and yawn. Perfect timing.
"Him."
I pointed to Darwin behind me. The guy actually scooted slightly back in his chair. Haha. That's what you get. Darwin may not act like the most offensive of the whole group, but he looked the part. His massive size and strength where clearly visible. Plus he always has his mouth open and his lips droop, showing some of his teeth. Which where nicely cleaned. Remember, my daddy is an animal doctor. He knows what best.
I put Brutus down while I crawled up to sit on the chair opposite of him. We both just sat there having a staring match contest. Time to bring up test number one. 20 Questions. Well, it was usually more than 20 questions, but that's how most of them ended. Meaning they cracked and ran out of the house. Some grown ups can't handle kids questions.
"Who are you?"
He looked up surprised that I actually spoke. Shocker huh? Ok, I'm acting a bit too snooty I know. But I really want to get rid of this guy soon. I was wasting my Sunday morning cartoons on this. The things I do for my daddy.
"Draco, Draco Malfoy."
Oh yeah, Uncle Grumpy said his name was Draco. Though I quickly forgot it.
"That's a funny name."
"That's not nice."
"I'm a kid. I say things that aren't nice without meaning to."
Ha! Yeah right. That's what they all think.
"I see."
See what?
"How did you get in here?"
"I slept over."
"How long have you known daddy?"
"Since Hogwarts."
"What year?"
"1 year."
This guy was catching on to this quickly. A challenge has come to challenge the master. The little voice in my mind is now laughing knowing I'd win anyways.
"What house?"
"Slytherin."
"Daddy says Slytherin's are sliming snakes."
"How charming."
"He also said that you terrorized him and his friends."
"Not exactly."
"How exactly?"
"What's your record for the number of questions asked?"
"About 20."
"That's not much."
"They all cracked before I could get to 30."
"I see."
"You said that before."
"I did, didn't I?"
"Yes you did."
Is it just me or is this guy repeating himself a lot?
"What do you do?"
"I don't work."
Oh really? So this guy could be after daddy's money. I dealt with them before. One of the easy ones to get rid of.
"Then what do you do all day."
Marrying people for their money!
"I take care of the Malfoy Manor."
"Is it big?"
"Yes."
"How big?"
"Very big."
"Do you like kids?"
"Can't say. Haven't been around enough to say."
"Well your going to find your answer soon."
"Why do you say that?"
"Cause your going to have to get past me if you want my daddy."
This guy looked pretty shocked to see that a 6 year old was threatening him. Remember, it's always the small ones they don't expect. Then I look to see daddy walking into the kitchen. I quickly change from dead serious to my normal self.
"Daddy!"
Running, I jumped into his un-expecting arms. Daddy finished yawning and smiled down at me. He's glasses where falling off his nose again. I saw Argus and Shae already walking in. They both growled at Malfoy. Brutus and Darwin haven't stopped staring at him.
"Argus! Shae!" Daddy said sternly. Both of them stopped and slinked off to join the other, but still watching Malfoy like a hawk. Sort of. Dogs can't really look like hawks.
"I hope you where behaving." Daddy said as he put me down back on the floor. I look up at Malfoy and he looked down at me. Who was he talking to? Him or me? Most likely him.
"Which one? Me of the Squirt?" said Malfoy as he got up and kissed daddy on the cheek.
Squirt? Did he just call me Squirt? Oh, no, no, no, no! I do NOT do Squirt. That's it! This Draco Malfoy had to go and he had to go now! He already has one of those dumb nicknames for me and I just meet the dude not even 5 minutes ago! This, was officially war.
End Part 3
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Part 3 down! Whoa, go me. Kind of dumb I know. Have to quickly think of more stuff to 'spice' it up. Oh wait a minute, the light bulb flickers on. Yahoo!!! I'm on a go. Ok yeah… -Angel Kity
P.S. I'm sure you know what to do by now. Right? Oi…